Ashe Vernon's Blog, page 114
January 22, 2016
Do you have any advice for young aspiring writers who don't get great grades in English and aren't particularly great at writing? I'm so passionate about poetry but I only get just above average when my writing is graded which isn't good enough to be great
The kind of writing you do in English class and the kind of writing you do outside of it are two entirely different animals. It’s completely normal to be good at creative writing and bad at academic writing. You don’t have to be top of your English class to be a writer. All you have to do to be a writer is write.
If you’re passionate about it, nothing can take that away from you. Not even mediocre grades.
January 21, 2016
"It feels like you only exist in the early
hours of the morning: like you are
the dream that snuck..."
hours of the morning: like you are
the dream that snuck in through the window
and kissed my heart from my mouth.”
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excerpt from FIRST DATE, from the upcoming poetry collection My Mother Didn’t Know by Ashe Vernon
this book is LIMITED EDITION and can only be purchased through the end of January. All copies are signed! Get yours HERE while you still can!!
"It feels like you only exist in the early
hours of the morning: like you are
the dream that snuck..."
hours of the morning: like you are
the dream that snuck in through the window
and kissed my heart from my mouth.”
-
excerpt from FIRST DATE, from the upcoming poetry collection My Mother Didn’t Know by Ashe Vernon
this book is LIMITED EDITION and can only be purchased through the end of January. All copies are signed! Get yours HERE while you still can!!
January 20, 2016
"Hold me in the holy space
between clasped fingers:
yours and mine.
Let me be the trembling..."
between clasped fingers:
yours and mine.
Let me be the trembling breath,
let me spin salvation off my tongue,
at least let me try.
I don’t know much about
being divine. But I know right now–
this crowded apartment,
your feet propped up on my thighs.
I don’t know gospel, but I know
what your body feels like
from inside.”
- PRAYER BOOK, by Ashe Vernon (via latenightcornerstore)
I was clumsy at it. But he didnt laugh. He kept calling me cute and kissing me.
I told you
There’s nothing shameful about being new. You have all the time in the world to practice.
DESTROY the idea that artists are only good if they’re tortured: that mental illness is the...
DESTROY the idea that artists are only good if they’re tortured: that mental illness is the source of genius and that tragedy is key for inspiration. The only “advantage” that artists with depression (or any other mental disorder) have is that they spent a good portion, if not all of their life, in such desperate need of a purpose or an outlet that they devoted TIME to their craft.
And I’m talking grueling, unending hours. Because the moments when they were creating were the only times they didn’t feel like dying.
My depression? Has not HELPED my art. It has not INSPIRED my art. It has locked me in my own home for days and weeks at a time, sometimes barely able to so much as feed myself. My depression has gotten in the way of my art–has put me through stretches of time where nothing, not even the things I love, seem appealing to me. Where even getting out of bed in the morning is impossible and exhausting and no work gets done.
These tortured artists aren’t good because of their PAIN, they’re good because of their PRACTICE. Because when they had NOTHING, they had ART. If you are lucky enough to be an artist who doesn’t suffer from any kind of mental disorder, be thankful.
And work your hardest.
January 19, 2016
please tell me it gets better
It does, it does, it does, it does, it does. I promise. I promise with everything I have. The future isn’t going to be perfect but it’s going to be so, so bright.
latenightcornerstore:
I’M SO FUCKING PSYCHED TO FINALLY REVEAL...
I’M SO FUCKING PSYCHED TO FINALLY REVEAL THE OFFICIAL COVER OF MY VALENTINE’S DAY CHAPBOOK!!!! My sister, Kelsey Schreck [who also designed the cover of Belly of the Beast], knocked it out of the park, yet again.
We’re getting close to the release of this little baby so I just want to remind you that this book is LIMITED EDITION! Orders will CLOSE at the end of January and they will not reopen! This is your one and only chance to get your hands on it.
Oh, and did I mention? EVERY single copy will be signed!
A small, intimate collection of love poetry–My Mother Didn’t Know follows the story of “You” and “Me” in the early stages of their budding relationship. The book centers around the idea of preservation of self and control over one’s own body within the context of a loving relationship. A perfect collection for Valentine’s Day: My Mother Didn’t Know prioritizes soft feelings, open communication, and new love.
You can order your copy here, through Etsy, for only $10 + shipping!
I think im gonna get my first kiss tonight and im honestly to old to be this nervous. I think he is gonna laugh and my god is it gonna hurt
Sweetheart, sweetheart–he’s not going to laugh. He’s going to be too busy kissing you and being his own kind of nervous. It’s okay.
